My Love, My Sweet

Whispers of the wind so sweet,
Voicing of my love through the air,
Will you hear and take heed?
Answer in whispers, in love and care.

Wrap me in a wordless embrace,
Amidst the sensual music of night,
Dancing across with quickened pace,
In a susurrus of heat, a silk of light.

Let me soothe your wounds,
Old as paper or fresh as blood,
Heal with my touch soft as sound,
Love outpouring like rushing flood.

If every dream I dreamed lay
Upon the sands of the shell-colored shore,
It would not cover my love, I say,
For my love rises above eagles that soar.

I give you my heart with trembling hands,
Will you give me yours to tend and keep?
I would place it within my breast and
Cherish it lovingly through wake and sleep.

R. K. Boo

Refuse

I quit my first job on the first day of probation for reasons some constitute as 'reality'. A boss that treats his/her staff like worthless slaves; has highly questionable work ethics; undermines the abilities and talents of those who are younger and much more educated than s/he; attempts to tell the world that s/he has the right to tell what the world ought to do simply by reason that s/he earned the first million at a very young age despite being a school drop-out; a jack of all trades and master of none - is that all there is to 'reality'? While I agree that good employers are hard to come by, the fact that bad employers constitute the majority per se does not equate the sum total of workplace reality.

On a separate note, blame me for being self-righteous for all I care, but I do not need any advice simply out of one's concern. If appreciation is needed, thanks but only because it is demanded of me unnecessarily; I am not obliged to be appreciative of advice I did not request. I absolutely despise being spoken to while being regarded as naive, seemingly or otherwise. My experiences suffice in my discerning that which needs to be said in tight situations of which you have limited knowledge of, if not none. After all, I was not talking to you. Additionally, I am shocked that you are so concerned about my appreciating your advice which I did not ask for when you have previously shoved me aside nastily when I tried to show the same concern for your well being. And if for this reason you refuse to care for me anymore, fine. Just think about the number of times you have given me the same treatment as I am giving you now in the past. So much for being calculative and unappreciative. Pathetic.